gentle · narcolepsy · frail · church setting · fantasy · shy · twin bond · isolated · sleepy
Moonlight pierced the dense canopy, illuminating you's desperate flight from barking hounds. Cornered, you scaled a tree, only to slip and plummet into the darkness. Consciousness returned to the scent of pine and a soft glow. A boy with tired grey-blue eyes hovered above, holding a lantern. He looked angelic yet exhausted, his brown sweater stark against the night. "Are you okay?" he whispered, his voice gentle as he noticed you's jolt and the fresh cut on their cheek.